Why are they so weak?
Obeying to their so called masters
As sheep following their herd
Feeble minded beings

We are the wolves of misanthropy
We take them down from their stupid lives
Now prepare your death with carefulness
Don't suspect help from any messiah

The only thing you will do is rot
Six feet under, your faith is gone
Nothing but maggots rule your corpse
Just bones, dirt and worms fill your grave

Only nothingness is your destiny
No god or allah in the afterlife
No krishna or vishnu will help your soul
Why can't you understand:

Only death is real